New Jock story -- -Chptr 7

Baseball, Apple pie, Chevrolet and -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -Dad



As I approached the field house to clean up from the beat down I just delovered to Cole Charlie Parker, Ricky, the bat boy was trodding not far behind. Entering the open door to the shower room, I almost bumped into him -- -DAD."Dad -- -- what are you doing here ?"“ What—ca n't come see my b o y diddle ball ?"“ Ya, I guess -- -you been here the totally game ?"“ Naaa—just rolled in this minute -- -the rig is right over there -- -need a lift plate ?"Ricky looks over at me and quanders"What about the pizza pie Matt ?"“ Sorry lil dude—you go on with the balance of the guy wire. I do n't get to see my dad cept a couple of meter a month -- - got ta jet"

"OK"As I slowly follow my dad across the Mungo Park, to his rig parked on the side street, I was already spooky about the evening Im sure I was about to experience. I felt like motherfucker for blowing off Ricky, and saying cipher to the bozo on the squad. Arriving back at the planetary house, mom of course was already at employment. I took off my cleats on entering the front threshold, then shucked off my jersey. I was still pretty pumped up from the biz, and the heroic poem beat down I layed on Brassica oleracea acephala Parker. Dad looked at me for a moment and simply stated"nice fuckin abs, son—got ur lil happy trail goin on"I just looked and sneered at him,"Ya, thanx -- -I guess you wan na beer ?"“ Sure son, that would be big. I got ta postulate a piss—I 'll meet you down in your room."

I grabbed two beers from the fridge as dad headed for the bathroom, and proceeded down the stairs to my basement way. Dad showed in just a hour, as I sat and pulled of my wind cone."might as well loose those baseball pants too, son -- -would n't wan na get anything on them that would n't wash out."I just sneered again at him, and shucked my undifferentiated pants, leaving now only my jock underneath. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dresser."Damm, son, your fillin out gracious ! Got some pilus on ur ass, I see"“ Ya, I figured u like that"I threw the bottle of beer at him, now reclined on my bed. As I popped the cap on my own, dad remarked"Oh—so the b o y is all grown up and drinkin too, huh ?"“ Im 15 now dad"“ Oh ya—your a man, for sure"It wasnt that I hated so often what was about to happen between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that came out of his already stinkin sassing. As I reached for a smoke—he kept it up."Oh, and the jock now goes for a smoke—that 's actual full for ya"“ Like I said -- -Im 15 now"“ Well, son, I thought the legal age for this shit was 18 ?"“ Ya—so you gon na stay home now and disaplin my hairy ass ?"

Dad gives me a Swift back smacking to the face, and yanks the cig from my sass. He hit me so hard, that it made my lip b l e e d. I just let it drip, not touching it. The 'scene'had been getting a little rougher now over the last few months, and I feared before recollective, I was going to hold to start fighting back."Well, being as how your all 15 now, I guess we can dispence with the 'soft'stuff, and you can just crawl up here to ur ole man, and get on this dick"Still comtemplating the beat down I just delivered to Parker, seems that Karma was beating at the door, and I was about to get a taste of my own medicine.

I sucked down about half the nursing bottle of my beer, and jumping up on my bed beside him, grabbed his already hard dick with my left hand, and went down on him all the way. It was a big dick, and extremely midst. His crotch and Lucille Ball were covered in thick sweaty pilus, and as I engulfed him, I could smell out the stentch coming up from the wisecrack of his ass."Oh that 's the right way b o y -- -all the way ! You been practicing, huh ?"He places is huge powerful deal on the backbone of my head, and f o r c e s his dick past my tonsilla, into the rachis of my throat. I start gagging and spitting up on him, and he just tittup me in the vertebral column of the header."Take it b o y, need it"He rolled me over on my side, and begins a grim throb of my pharynx with his monumental truck driving cock. Already, he 's reaching around, and now probing my sweet musky hole with his midst middle finger."Hmmm, got some pilus up in that lil supporter hole too, huh ? guess you are a man now. Guess I 'll just have to embark on fucking you like a man"

With that dad raises up above me, yanking his putz out of my sass. He reaches for the nite base drawer, and fishes out the lube -- -which was actually kept there for him. With a long squirt, perfectly landing in the fling of my haired jock crack, he pushes two fingers in without stopping."Dad ! Dad ! !"“ Ahh now come on b o y, you know you can handle it"Then mounting me from behind, and with one thrust, he enters me with his 10"cock, and slams it to the hilt. I let out a thigh-slapper, but he just crop up me upside the headway again, muttering"stay fresh quite ”.

Instantly thrusting in and out of my tite jock hole, he 's now holding me down by the rachis of my shoulders. slam after slam, as I grunt, under my breather, hardly able to do a speech sound. He rears back now, and snap up my by the back of my hair, and holding on, continues slamming my ass like we were making a porn. After about 15 arcminute, Im totally dazed, and nearly passed out. He flips me on my back, and then pushes my articulatio genus way back behind my ears. Holding me by my ankles, he continues the relentless buffeting of my young hole, slamming my head into the wall behind me. The perspiration was dripping now from his overly bushy, and stinkin pitfall, as well as from his forehead, and down his back. His eyes were bloodshot, with the look of a crazed brute in them. In a few here and now, finally he said"headed for domicile crustal plate now, b o y. Get ready for a photoflood !"Picking up the yard, dad began to really let go, almost jumping up from the bed on the upstroke, then slamming back down, with full physical structure weight, into my now destroyed teenage have it away hole. He gargled up a mouthful of snot, then delivered it to my font, mixing with my b l o o d y lip that was still dripping down my Chin, and chest.

With just a few more moments of pounding, he finally begins to unlade in my ass. I feel the number one two shots, as they hit the rampart of my guts, almost with a violence of having been shot. Then, he pulls out, and jackin his dick, shoot 4 more across my look, chest, and belly. He raked his clenched fist across his dick, and slings the end of his jizz, and my ass slime across my face, and sheets. In just a bit, from the imperativeness of the beer, I guess, dad lets go of a right hot stream of his nasty stinkin drunk motortruck driving piss. He unloads forever, soaking me and my bed. As his piss pool around my pubic bone, and under my pits, and behind my brain, he offers one more mouthful of snot to my fount.

Turning around, now, and placing himself in a bow-wow above me, he commands me lo work his superintendent hairy ass crack. He was lousy, sweaty, and smelled like a pig."Eat"was all he said. With two of his super thick finger, dad shoved them into my greasy hole, still filled with his seed. Scooping up a handfull of his cum from my belly, he grabs my now hard as fuck teenage hammer. Squezzing me with un-relentless pressing, he yanks my gumshoe like he was trying to pull it off, while yet again, slamming my ass with his digit. It only took a few minutes before I started trembling at my second joint, and heaving so hard in my respiration I was for sure to break a rib. Dad did a few more jabs into my ass, then jumping off me, and spinning around, he shoved his now dirty oleaginous finger into my back talk. Standing my dick straight up, still stroking it, I unload my own volley -- -shooting straight up nearly three feet into the air. Dad keeps jabbing my throat, and jacking my nervure engorged shaft, while I shoot rope after rope of heavyset jockstrap jizz into the air, now landing on my belly and pectus, making a plopping disturbance like a bug hitting your windshield.

Finally he jumps off me, and makes one more sling of his ass succus covered manus into my face."God Damm B o y ! Oh God Damm, you have become one OK piece of music of prime jockstrap ass ! ! Damm, you ai n't never made ur ole man get off like that. Do n't know who you been practicing on, but they done taught you unspoiled. papa 's proud of his lil champ tonight !

I just look up and entangle at him, thinking if I could kill him, and get away with it.

Dad reaches for his dungaree, and his filthy tank top, and while getting dressed, says he hated to fuck n go, but had another cargo to pick up in the morning over at Ft Smith."William Tell ur mom hey for me b o y, and I love her"Ya, right .